Takumi`s phone vibrated, telling him there`s a new message.

“…Do you need to talk about it now?”

He typed with haste:

“As soon as possible please.”

He has never been so restless waiting for a girl`s text like this.

“Ok, If you can come now at…”

Takumi noted the address in his brain, and headed out.

It was still noon, and the post-spring sun was scorching down on everything. However, as soon as Takumi entered that part of town, the air cooled down significantly. Tall buildings shaded small alleyways, and humans there were wandering around with less purpose to live compared to the majority of Japan. Takumi instinct told him to be cautious, since he went out in a hurry. Still, that was not needed. He had a friend with him, who was very competent when it came to cqc [close quarters combat].

“W-Wait up!” A small boy tailed him.

Kyoya and Takumi walked through multiple turns and alleys, before ending up in front of a vintage looking coffee shop. The doorbell rang as Takumi pushed in, and a young girl waited for them at the entrance.

“Welcome, gosuji-sama.” The maid ended her sentence by giggling.

Takumi`s jaw dropped, as he stared at her maid costume. She noticed it, and replied:

“My bust is 86cm.”

“Eh?”

“You were staring at them. By the way, my hips are 85cm. I`m very proud of my child-bearing hips desu!” She performed a clumsy bow.

“I`m not in the mood for it right now. Where can I find Chisato Nadeshi?”

“So cold~ You`re not the type I imagined, Nishimura Takumi.”

He frowned, while Kyoya was hiding behind him.

“The person you`re here to meet is… Over there” The girl pointed.

They saw another maid waiting to take orders. Takumi sighed, and led Kyoya to a table. Curious gazes eyed them, thinking of something untrue [y`know, 2 dudes together?]. The two students ordered black coffee, and waited.

The shop would close early on Sunday, at 4:00 pm [or 16:00]. Thirty minutes later, most staff had left, and only five people remained. Songs from the 90s` were played in the gothic styled background. The young girl slowly walked towards their table, patches of shadows and lights alternated on her face as she moved.

“Let me introduce myself first. Ahem. My name is Kirishima Yukihime. Kirishima like that from “I`ll kill you if you come near me”, and Yu…”

“It`s written like this. Nishimura-kun is in a hurry, so let`s get to work already.” Chisato raised a note.

“Nadeshi-chan~!” The girl bumped into Kyoya, leaning on him with a disappointed face.

“Hii!” He jumped. Kirishima shifted her gaze, eyeing him from top to toe, then held his shoulder as she poked his flushed cheeks:

“Hora~ Introduce yourself. Why are you blushing? Ehehe It`s just irresistible to play with your soft cheeks~ Aw you`re so cute! And smells nice too! Are you sure you`re a boy?...”

Ignoring the miserable Kyoya, the woman sitting a table from them also spoke:

“I`m Endou Madoka.” Her husky voice resembled her appearance: aging around 28, short hair, possessing a slim and elegant figure, and a beautiful but cold face.

“Hey stop it already. He`s not good with girls.” Takumi grunted. His instinct could not rest in Kirishima`s presence.

Kirishima shifted her focus again, and stared at Takumi. He face brightened:

“Nishimura-kun, do you like virgins? Just so you know, there`s only two among us. Who could that be?”

“Chisato-senpai was assaulted when she was younger. The look on that Onee-san`s face over there screams hatred for men. Are you stupid enough to think I look stupid?”

She continued, her smile accompanied by a frown:

“Then, if you counted the number of times you wanted to die and the number of times you wanted to kill people, which number is higher?”

“Stop using lame internet quizzes on me. I`m not interested in having a relationship with your Chisato, so spare me the jealous act.”

“Hey!” The girl`s eyes turned sharp. Takumi`s instinct tingled, while Kyoya closed his eyes in fear.

“Enough!” Endou retorted “Forgive us, but this girl is kind of extreme when it comes to liking or hating people. And do understand that the reasons I hate you are not personal. I hate broccoli and men. Also, molesting girls isn`t good, Nishimura-kun."

“He didn`t do it!” Kyoya snapped.

“You can`t trust people you don`t know.” said Madoka “Introduce yourself, short one.”

“I-I`m Sougo Kyoya. Student in NK high, and a close friend of Takumi”

Endou was taken by surprise, as the cold gaze on her eyes flew away with the wind.